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After she made sure that everyone was doing what they were supposed to, Chloe turned to getting herself ready for the party. She retreated to her room and first drew a hot bath. Her mom had asked her yesterday if she was taking care of herself. They'd had a short but pointed conversation about priorities. Chloe knew her mom meant well but she was having so much fun here in California. So she hadn't told her everything that was going on. Like how she would be her daddy's co-host for tonight's party. Or how there might be this clothing business starting up out here. No way was she going to say anything about that.
But she did talk about her new school that she would be starting at in a few weeks. And how she was exercising everyday in her daddy's pool. And of course how she missed her mom! Which she truly did sometimes.
All these thoughts passed through her as she soaked in the bubbly warm bath. She couldn't help herself, she was very excited about tonight. She stroked herself to try to calm down passing her hands over her full breasts. They seemed extra sensitive today. Then she stood up in the bath and rinsed with a spray from the shower. She let the shower head linger over her bare cunny though she knew she couldn't get too distracted. Just enough to get her all fluttery.
Next she had to do her nails. She'd long ago decided on a color called palatka poppy. It was just enough red to be noticeable without being that red red that Nancy had called 'slutty'. It looked refined and shiny especially when she added a topcoat to it. While it dried she called Bailey.
"Hey, how's it goin'?" she asked.
"Oh sorta ok," Bailey answered breathlessly. She was more nervous than Chloe could ever have guessed. "What color are your nails?"
"A kind of purply red," Chloe answered. "Why?"
"Oh, god, Chloe, I don't know what I should wear!!"
Chloe could hear the desperation in her friend's voice. "Ok, with the dress that we chose, you need to wear something light colored. Don't you have a cool pastel like blue that sorta sparkles in the light? That would be perfect!"
"Oh yeah, gee, thanks! That's what I'll wear," Bailey said with relief.
"When can you get over here?" Chloe asked.
"Give me an hour," Bailey said and then, as an afterthought, "and I'll bring a little party favor with me."
"Sounds great," Chloe said before hanging up.
Her nails were done so she was ready to put on the pantyhose that she had been saving to wear for two weeks. These were the sheerest black hose she had ever worn plus they had sparkly gold beads down the back in place of a seam. She'd already decided that she wouldn't wear any panties with them. Her cunny was still so smooth from the treatments at her daddy's salon, and she loved how it felt to go bare under her hose. She took great care to pull them up without a run. They fit like a glove. She turned to look at herself in her mirror. But she immediately went to get her new shoes. These were the stilettos that her daddy had insisted for the night, and the ones she'd been practicing to wear. They were black pointed-toed, with gold pencil -thin heels and a wide black band that hooked around her ankle with a gold clasp. They were four inches high. She loved how they made her legs look with the hose. She spent some time walking around her room in just her pantyhose and shoes. She had a thought of hooking up her web cam and sending Bailey some shots of her. She felt so hot! But she knew she had a lot yet to prepare for.
Next she put on her bra--her first strapless bra. Nancy had helped her find it at Victoria's, and she had made sure that it was black and sheer to go under her dress. Though she'd tried it on many times, Chloe was amazed at how much it made her breasts stick out. She had no idea how much of a knockout she was going to be at this party. She mused as she looked at herself how she could almost go without it, her breasts were so firm. Then she began to imagine herself braless and pantyless in her black formal dress. Her stomach did flip-flops.
Her makeup was next. She'd decided to err on the side of subtlety. Just some slight purple eye shadow, black mascara, and glossy purply lipstick. That would be enough. Everything Nancy had taught her had to do with being subtle. She would be so proud of her tonight!
At that moment, Nancy called and said she was just pulling into the drive. She told Chloe that the doorman was there already to park cars, and congratulated her on how well she had handled the help, including the band, notorious for difficulties. Apparently they had wanted to do anything they could for Chloe. What power! Nancy said teasing her. Anyway she was here and Chloe could now just enjoy the evening and be the gracious hostess. Nancy would look after the help.
Chloe was so relieved and excited. Her special night of nights was about to begin!
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